Fifth Year|Fifteen|The Fight

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But how could I hate her?
She's such an angel
But then again, kinda wish she were dead

Thursday, October 23rd, 1975

The next day, Barty and Regulus were walking the halls together. Barty had his arm draped around Regulus's shoulders, and his hand was in the front pocket of the shorter boy's black jeans.

Evan was walking next to them, silently. He had his head down a little bit, and he looked deep in thought.

When they sat in the Great Hall together, Barty rested his head on Regulus's shoulder. When in class, the two would sit next to each other, passing notes and smirking and smiling at each other.

The notes weren't anything romantic, they were shitty little drawings of their classmates and professors.

Later, when Barty, Regulus, Evan, Dorcas, and Pandora were doing their homework in the library, Barty spotted Peter Pettigrew just around the corner, so he grabbed Regulus's chin, turned his face gently, and placed a kiss on his lips. Just a quick one, but it sparked a reaction out of the pudgy blond boy.

"How long has that been going on?" Dorcas asked, raising a brow at the two boys. "Not long" Barty replied, nuzzling his head into Regulus's neck.

"Pettigrew was watching" he whispered, and felt Regulus slightly nod in understanding.

"It's weird. I didn't know you were gay, B" Pandora added to the conversation.

"Neither did I" Evan muttered under his breath. "What was that?" Barty asked, lifting his head up and eyeing his friend. "Nothing" Evan replied. He stood up from their table aggressively, grabbed his things, and stormed out of the library, and kicked his chair in the process.

The four others looked at each other wearily, before Barty also got up and followed his friend. It appeared that he was doing that a lot that year.

Evan walked quickly toward the Slytherin common room. Before he could get there, though, Barty stopped him in a corridor. He ran up and grabbed Evan's wrist, the other boy wriggled himself out of his grip.

"What is your problem?" Barty asked.

"My problem?! Barty, you basically got with Black the second you got the chance!"

"The fuck does that have to do with you?!"

"You knew I fucking liked you! And you got with my best fucking friend!"

"Your feelings don't get to play into who I choose to date, Evan!"

"I know that! But for fuck sake, Barty. Do you have to be such an asshole?!"

"How am I the asshole? You're the one standing here, yelling at me because I choose to be with Regulus!"

"You're the asshole because, one, you're taking advantage of Regulus. Two, you seemed to have thought I'd be okay with this. And three, you chose to be with the one who was TAKEN instead of me! That fucking hurts, Crouch" Evan yelled.

This was not the reaction Barty wanted to get out of Evan when he agreed to doing this.

"I'm sooo fucking sorry that you're in love with me or something. It's not my fault! If I want to be with Regulus, I can be with Regulus" Barty retaliated.

"Oh, fuck you"

"Fuck you too"

The boys stared at each other for a moment before Evan swung at Barty's face. His fist hit hard. Barty would never understand why Evan chose the muggle way of settling problems.

Barty didn't even look at him for a second before hitting back. The two fought for what felt like hours, until Professor Flitwick split them up.

"Fuck you, asshole!" Barty shouted while being dragged away. He had blood dripping down from his nose, and he knew for sure that he would have a few bruises.

"Fuck you too, man whore!" Evan yelled back. Barty had hit him good. He managed to cut the bridge of Evan's nose (probably with one of his many rings), he'd given him a black eye (that was slowly developing), and he had a large cut going across his cheek.

The two were pulled away from each other by staff members, and given detention for 3 more weeks. Each detention spent together.

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Early chapter just for @gilmoresjess

Shorter, but significant chapter. We love drama, right?

Dark Remus comin soon 👀

The song at the beginning is Heather by Conan Gray!

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